Ok I'll tell mine. I've told it before but it was years ago.

I was about 10 yrs old, spending the summer at our cottage in Canada. One day my friend and I got on our bikes and went down to a place where there was a ditch along a section of road that we knew was full of water and polliwogs. We had our Mason jars, hoping to bring back some of them to our cottages.

This road, even today, is not traveled much. But back then you would hardly see a car go by.

Anyway we were happily collecting our polliwogs when a small, English sports car pulled up on the opposite side. The man walked over and said he was a doctor and that it was important that we be examined. He chose me as his first "patient."

At 10 yrs old, and back in the day when things were far more innocent, I didn't know enough to be suspicious. So he had me lie on my back while he straddled over me and told me he had to examine my throat.

I had my mouth open while he stuck his finger down my throat. I had then, and still do, a very sensitive gag reflex. I started to throw up and he removed his finger but soon started over again.

What I didn't know was that while he was on top of me he was maneuvering me under a barbed wire fence a few feet behind me. My friend had told me that afterwards.

Suddenly, as he was still straddling me, a woman in a car stopped across the road and asked if we were ok. The man jumped off of me, ran across to his car, and took off pretty darn fast.

We jumped on our bikes and headed home. After telling our parents, they called the police. We recounted the experience to the officer and it wasn't until he asked about details regarding the woman that it suddenly dawned on us.

I was on the ground when she arrived but my friend said he didn't see her come. She was suddenly just there. But after the man took off, and I got up, I did see her car for a brief moment but then it was like both she and her car just disappeared. At that location the road was straight, and no houses to obscure the view. It would have been impossible not to see her drive off.

We told all of that to the officer. As I recall the officer seemed skeptical when we told him how her car just vanished.

To this day I am convinced either that she was an angel or by some miracle she just happened to come by at the precise time I was in maximum danger and saved my life.

But the latter alternative does not explain how neither of us failed to see her drive away. Her car was headed in the same direction we needed to go to get home. No way we wouldn't have seen her.

Now that my parents are deceased and being the only child, my wife and I own the cottage. We were just there a few weeks ago. I drove past the place where that incident occurred many years ago. The barbed wire fence is gone but the ditch is still there. And the road is pretty much as it was back then.

We now spend a good part of our summer there. When our son comes to visit with his children they always want me to drive them down to where my ten year old self almost lost his life.

R

Thanks Rondele (Very interesting) My story is very similar to your so here it is below

As a small school boy of six years of age I took a way home from school that I knew was not safe and my parents would not have known where I was or went if I got lost or hurt.

There was a small narrow gravel path winding though a thick plantation of trees. It was about a mile and a half long and when I was deep into the plantation, I looked back and saw a large man with an evil grin on his face.

I got really frightened and scared because I knew in my heart he was out to hurt me in some bad way.

I started to walk faster and faster, but he just easily kept up, the faster I walked to the faster he walked, all the time closing the gap between the two of us.

The next thing to my amazement, suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere there was a friendly man walking at my side. When I looked back I saw that when the large bad man noticed this nice person he was very startled and began to back off further and further until I could see him no more.

The friendly smiling man? who had been silent up to this moment said as he continued to walk with me and guide me out of this thick plantation, “Joe (my nickname) "Never ever walk alone in this plantation again promise me that Joe"

I promised him I would not and turned to thank him but he was gone, simply disappeared. I really believe now that he was an angel who had taken on the form of a man.

My frantic parents and aunt were searching all over for me and my Aunt Bessie told me later that she had finally found me at the exit out of the plantation a narrow path.

After I told her the story she was convinced it was an angel from God. She remembered this event and often discussed it with me right into old age of 80 years of age just before her death in 2011.

I did not really comprehend the event properly then, but it remained engraved into my memory up to the moment of writing this account at the age of 73.

Was the friendly smiling person just a normal man or was he an angel sent by God to save a little boy all those long years ago?

I am positive he was an angel disguised as a mortal human being (my guardian angel at that)

Lights of Love wrote on May 30^th, 2017 at 4:46pm:


Do you mean that the old people's car sort of dematerialised and passed right through the solid metal material of your car?

That is amazing and I have no reason to doubt you because what would you be gaining by lying about it

In the Bible, Jesus moved through solid objects such as appearing right in the middle of his disciples when they had gathered to mourn his death when the door was closed.

Alan McDougall wrote on May 31^st, 2017 at 9:12am:


Alan, I saw that my car was going to hit the side of their car as it turned in front of me when suddenly all I could see was brilliant white light, yet at the same time it felt as though I was moving through a gelatin-like substance, then my car stopped after it had turned the corner into a shopping mall.  I don't know what happened to the other car or the people in it since it was several minutes before the uncontrollable trembling of my body stopped.  I imagine they had the same experience as I did, but I don't know for sure.

Don, no she was in her car and called out from her window to ask if we were okay.

Angels apparently can not only materialize themselves but objects as well. All I know is that the odds of her being there on a lonely road at the precise time to save my life were astronomical.

Also it's interesting that angels so often intercede when children are involved. Maybe it's a reflection of what Jesus said about children. I forget the quote but it was something to the affect "woe to those who harm a child"?

Of course it also raises the obvious question as to why some are saved whereas most are not.

R

rondele wrote on May 30^th, 2017 at 11:32am:


Rondele I am sure it was your guardian angel and also positive that she saved both you boys from being murdered by that sick paedophile.

It also  means that you are a very special person, who our Lord God put on earth for some higher purpose

Alan

I have had plenty of close calls regarding my own life. Perhaps divine grace helped me there.

But what I am really thankful to God for is that I have not hurt others more than I have.

I thank God for saving others from my mistakes.

I've decided to supplement personal experiences of miracles with the most spectacular miracles witnessed by people of my family's acquaintance.  Nita Edwards, now a clinical psychologist, fell down a steep stairway in Sri Lanka and gradually suffered life-threatening naralysis.   My parents have heard her share her healing testimony in person, but I'm quoting from the account in the book about her healing, "Miracle in the Mirror." 

(1) HER CONDITION AFTER HER FALL:

"The [X-ray] pictures were quite clear.  Two discs in the lower lumbar region had been totally crushed and broken bits of bone were floating aimlessly in her spinal fluid...Week after week the functions of her body broke down...Breathing became a tougher task each day until finally her diaphragm collapsed, another victim of the ghastly paralysis...Her left hand had shrunk to a third the size of her right, and her right hand lost its sensitivity now as well.   She was slowly curling up as her wasted muscles retracted inch by inch as the result of muscular atrophy...She had lost all feeling in her face....a hunk of lifeless leather, with no sense of touch anywhere in her body...In a matter of days, [her voice] vanished altogether....Heart problems began as the paralysis progressed."

(2) THE WORD OF HER IMPENDING HEALING:

"[Almost a year later:] Suddenly, without warning or fanfare, at about four o'oclock she heard a voice.  It was a man speaking to her in a soft and authoritative tone...`I'm going to heal you on Friday, the eleventh of February.'...She struggled for the call button and buzzed the attendant.  If there was a man in the room, she wanted to know.  Since Nita's voice had failed, the attendant could often guess her meaning by the way she moved her eyes."  [The attendant thought she was worried about a lizard scampering around her room.]

(3) THE MOMENT OF FULFILMENT: THE MIRACLE

With great difficulty, Nita communicated her message from Jesus to others whom she urged to be present at the healing hour.  Present that day were Nita's mother, her pastor Colton and his wife Suzanne, two doctors, and a Buddhist attendant.  One wonders if they were there for moral support when Nita's hopes were dashed.  Rev. Colton's son Mike had been present in her hospital room, but would miss the impending miracle.  He  was skeptical, got impatient and hungry, and slipped out for a pizza!  When the moment of truth arrived,   

"the power of God invaded her room from the right side of her bed, like a ball of fire.  The glory of God  burst in, flooding that tiny space with such intensity that the inhabitants were swept up in it, and overcome by it.  It was like looking directly at the noonday sun, and only being able to take in a tiny fraction of the radiance... Nita's bed began to vibrate with the energy of God's presence, and she felt a million volts of power coursing through her body....Wave after wave rolled through the full length of her."

"Just at 3:30 Jesus came into the room with  blinding glory...Nita gazed into His face and everything within her struggled to reach out to Him....Her healing was no more a factor.  She was unaware of her own physical condition...He came to the foot of her bed, and then He reached out with a nail-scarred hand.  And He touched her.  One time."

"The chains of paralysis exploded away as Nita rocketed out over the end of her bed.  She landed on her knees with a thud, and her first sensation was the cold, hard floor beneath her...Her knees had not been bent in over a year; now  they were bent before her Jesus.  Her hands, useless for so long, were now straightened, upraised, worshiping God..."   

"Mrs. Edwards [her Mom]...saw Nita's withered left hand, the tiny one, spring to life.  The mother watched, awe-struck, as her crippled little girl grasped the bed covers and threw them off--then catapulted out of bed....Now that Nita was healed, the rest of them were paralyzed." 

"The Buddhist attendant was standing in the doorway, clutching the door frame as if she were about to faint.  She was crying in quiet hysteria, unable to believe that she had just seen Nita stand up.  She cried for 40 minutes--immovable.  Nita slipped her arms around the woman she had never been able to touch, and then, ignoring the Buddhist standards of propriety, kissed her lightly on the chee